The Painter Paints His Brushes Black, Through

Step Outside The Guidelines Of The Official Umpires And Make Your Own Rules And Your Own Reality.

And If There's Any Hope For America, It Lies In A Revolution, And If There's Any Hope For A Revolution In America, It Lies In Getting Elvis Presley To Become Che Guevara.

The Painter Paints His Brushes Black, Through The Canvas Runs A Crack, Portrait Of The Pain Never Answers Back...

It Is Wrong To Expect A Reward For Your Struggles. The Reward Is The Act Of Struggle Itself, Not What You Win. Even Though You Can't Expect To Defeat The Absurdity Of The World, You Must Make That Attempt. That's Morality, That's Religion. That's Art. That's Life.

I Write All My Own Songs And They Are Just Simple Melodies With A Lot Of Lyrics. They Usually Have To Do With Current Events And What Is Going On In The News. You Can Call Them Topical Songs, Songs About The News, And Then Developing Into More Philosophical Songs Later.